Dec 13, 2019
Daydreamer by Ghost Stories Your hair, is in my mouth but I don’t care ‘Cause your hands are around my neck Please stay, just for a little while You’ve got work in less than a half an hour In the end I made friends with some amazing different people Some change, others fade away And some stab you in your back coldhearted And thats human tendency, to live your life, and if it feels good do it In the end I made friends but they never could relate to me Of how I daydream all day long of waking up somewhere besides here I’ll return home when I return my ashes into Lake Erie
